None of the girls at Dagcroft Boarding School trusted Ms Clough, always said there was something not right about her. For the longest time I though they could also see how her shadow didn't move with her and hear the faint sound of crying on the nights when she was on hallway patrol.
Turns out that was just me.
They called me a liar and a freak, said I was making it up for attention as if I wanted to watch Ms Clough walk one way while her shadow clawed in the opposite direction. As if I wanted to spend my nights creeping along the hallways after her, trying to find out what the hell was going on.
I was so relieved to find out that the crying I heard at night was just a ghost until she told me how she died.
Turns out that was just me.
They called me a liar and a freak, said I was making it up for attention as if I wanted to watch Ms Clough walk one way while her shadow clawed in the opposite direction. As if I wanted to spend my nights creeping along the hallways after her, trying to find out what the hell was going on.
I was so relieved to find out that the crying I heard at night was just a ghost until she told me how she died.
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